| All that I was, is all I still am
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| Stuck inside a box, staring at the clocks
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| These thoughts in my head have spun me a web
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| I’ve waited for the one, but giving in to none
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| I thought by now, I’d figure out the place where I belong
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| And what I’m doing wrong
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| 'Cause I’m some kind of man looking for love
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| 'Cause I’m some kind of man looking for love in all the wrong places
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| I’ve torn up my youth, searching for you
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| And I should’ve caught the signs, that I’d get left behind
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| But now that I’m grown, I’m still scared and alone
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| And well maybe you’re around, but I keep looking down
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| 'Cause I’m some kind of man looking for love
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| 'Cause I’m some kind of man looking for love
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| Looking for you, oh
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| For you, oh
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for love, love
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for, looking for love
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| Looking for love, love
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| I’m some kind of man looking for love
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| 'Cause I’m some kind of man looking for love
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| Looking for you |